1 Benny

About 2 centuries ago, a new gene entered human DNA and altered it forever. This gene was originally called the "Kokoro" virus since it was a sickness that developed. Eventually more and more people got it, thus birthing a new race of mutants with special abilities.

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(Benny)

I had woken up in cold sweat, about an hour before I was actually suppose to get up and ready for school.

My dream was a nightmare, the inhabitants of my 3rd new school this year were terrorizing me in said school.

It's a fear that has been developed overtime. Brushing it off as best as I can I got up and decided I should take a shower to calm myself down.

I turn the light on in my bathroom and stared at my reflection in the mirror. My black wavy curls were messy and matted and my side fades were starting to grow back.

My slightly dark brown skin was paler then usual, I felt sick like I was gonna throw up and any moment.

I tried to push the feeling down, I stepped towards the shower and turned it on a medium hot temperature. Stripping myself of clothing I got into the shower and let the water flow all over my body.

Last night's memories came rushing back into my mind. I had just turned 16, we celebrated by getting cake although I didnt eat much of it. We being my mom and her boyfriend.

Steve was his name, Steve was a decent guy and he respected his place as just my moms boyfriend which I was grateful for. My mind wandered to the information that was bestowed to me.

If you have the mutant gene running rampant through your DNA it will awaken a new ability inside of you. Apparently the day of my birthday was when it was suppose to be revealed, but nothing happened.

I snapped back to reality realizing I've been in the shower longer then I needed to be and got out stepping on a towel already layed out on the floor.

My family is African American, this school I've been enrolled in to help my powers is predominantly white meaning most of the people inside are of European descent.

Each school I've been to before this one had always tortured me and my family because were black, I've learned that this has been going on years back even before the gene and have been studying it greatly.

I got dressed in a black long sleeved shirt with the word "Dont" in white bold on the front, black sweatpants and dark grey Van's. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought I looked decent enough not aiming to make an impression on anyone.

I walked downstairs to see my mom and her boyfriend cooking it up in the kitchen.

"Hey mama" I said sitting down at the table, "what's for breakfast?"

She looked at me surprised, most likely because I was awake so early. "Eggs and bacon, except the bacon is sprinkled into the egg omelet I'm making" she giggled. I always loved when my mom makes different designs of common food.

"Another bad dream baby?" she asked shooting a pity look at me. "Yeah, I think its because I'm nervous for school today, but dont worry mama I'm good now" I waved it off with a smile.

She smiled back at me, a look of realization crossing her face. "Hey dude have you gotten any sign of your powers yet?" Steve asked me. "No, but theres this sickly feeling that I cant shake so maybe that means something hm?" I said

He nodded in response as he took the bacon off the stove and put in on a plate next to my mom.

Minutes later the food was finish and we all dug in, my mom and Steve sat in the living room watching something on tv.

"Another devastating riot for the BLM protest has taken place after policemen force the hands of peaceful protesters once again" the reported says showing a picture of the aftermath.

The town was completely destroyed, rubble layed all over the place along with wayward weapons and minor blood. My mom had her mouth covered as she muttered "oh my god" softly, Steve had his arms wrapped around her.

Steve wasnt African american like us, he was indeed white but he understood and sympathized with our pain. I sighed at this revelation, the world yet again was exposed to all of the to racism and opression that plagued this earth.

"You guys ready to drive me?" I asked not wanting to sit in this moment anymore. "Yeah, let's go baby" I mom said getting up from the couch and walking towards the door to put her shoes on and grab her purse.

Steve got his shoes on as well, and just like that we were out of the house in the car on the way to my new school.

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We arrived shortly at the school, the first thing I see outside of the school are some guys harassing another student that goes there. I step out the car muttering and "I love you" to my mom and saying bye to Steve.

They drive off and I'm stepping up the door of the school, the dudes harassing the student already made their way inside. People stared at me, eyed me like a piece of meat or like I was an exotic animal on display for them to window shop.

It was disgusting, but I knew why. Not only was I a new kid, but I'm a new kid of color in a majorly white school. I must be very interesting for their eyes to dissect.

I sighed and kept going to my assigned locker, I opened it after a few tries and grabbed my schedule to see what classes I had.

I remembered that school said we had different classes each day in a sort of odd even faction. So today were the odd numbers, there are 10 in total.

1, 3, 5, 7, 9, for the first class I had "history/mutant history." I remembered that there was a guy who was suppose to escort me around the school and my classes.

Just when that thought crossed my mind I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I was met with a toothy relaxed smile, brown curly hair and hazelnut eyes. He had freckles on his face his shoulders slightly broad. the two front of his teeth were slightly crooked, and his eye bags were visible, overall you can tell he was a mess. He had light brown radiant skin, it glowed like the sun on a good day.

"Hey, my name is Paul. You're Benny right?" He said pointed at me holding paper in his right hand. "Yeah, um that's me" I said looking down at my feet.

He chuckled and wrapped a friendly arm around my shoulder, "Well don't hold out on me! What classes do you have?" He asked grabbing my paper.

After he looked over the paper he handed it back to me and lead us in a direction down the hallway. "History is room 202" He said as we stopped to a room very close to where we were before.

"Next, projection and control is room 423" he said taking us up a flight of stairs and towards the room right next to the stairs.

He showed me to the rest of my classes quickly as we didnt have much time before school officially started.

The bell rung and my conversation with Paul was cut short, his calming voice rang through my ears as he told me goodbye and rushed to his first class.

I ran back down the flight of stairs, bumping into some guy with a built body. "Watch where you're fucking going darkie" He snickered at me. "The fuck did y-" I turned around but was cut off by the a teacher telling us to go to class.

I sighed and made my way to history, sitting down inside of the classroom at the back of the room and observing everyone who came in.

I didnt want to guess anyone's powers because stereotyping is gross. The teacher came in and class began to start shortly after.

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